Red

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/50955691.

Rating: Mature
Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category: M/M
Fandom: Formula 1 RPF
Relationship: Kimi Räikkönen/Sebastian Vettel
Character: Kimi Räikkönen, Sebastian Vettel
Additional Tags: Idiots in Love, Mutual Pining, Smut, Fluff, Angst, Insecurities, Insecure
Kimi, RB Seb, Ferrari Kimi, Caring Seb, Happy Ending, simi - Freeform
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2023-10-19 Words: 6,723 Chapters: 1/1

Red
by Illya_Kuryakin

Summary

Kimi has insecurities, and Seb gives him a piece of his mind.

Notes

The song featured in this fic is Laal Ishq (Red Love) by Arijit Singh.

See the end of the work for more notes

“So, what now?” Sebastian asked his best friend, who was pacing around the room in a fashion of
frenzy, his gaze fixed on the heavy snow falling outside in the gardens, which were fully covered
by the thick white blanket of it.

“Huh?” Kimi whipped around to look at his teammate sprawled onto the couch of the huge living
room they both were in, with a mug of hot chocolate in his hands.
“You said you wanted to go back to your parent’s house, in Finland. But how are you going to do
that now?”

“I’ll ask Antti to check again, I guess.” The older man huffed out, his head dropping down as a
sign of the visible frustration on his face, as he kept on tapping his foot on the floor repeatedly.

“C’mon Kimi. We have already checked so many times already! There are no flights available due
to the snowstorm and rain. Plus it’s not safe either.” The German insisted once again with a soft
tone, and walked up to where his friend was standing before placing his mug on a coaster on the
coffee table.

It was a lie. Don’t get him wrong, Sebastian cared for Kimi’s well-being more than he did and
would ever do for himself, but that hadn’t been the sole reason for him to be so adamant.

For a few months, he had been feeling the overwhelming need to tell Kimi about the feelings he
had been harboring for the older man ever since he saw him for the first time back when he had
been a 16 years old hormonal teenager. He never fought it though. He knew he needed Kimi more
than he needed air to breathe, and the suffocation he had been suffering from for so many years
was going to kill him the same way the possibility of being rejected would, and he decided he had
to take a chance before things between Kimi and Minttu took a serious turn. Kimi Räikkönen was a
man whose strong suit was anything but patience. He did not enjoy having to wait for anything at
all, and Sebastian knew about this quality of his very well. He had to do something.

“What am I supposed to do then?” Kimi questioned, placing his hands on his hips in a thoughtful
manner, eyes fixed on the younger man.

“I told you. You can stay here.”

“But-”

“No ifs and buts, Kimi. I said that you’re not a burden. Heck, why’d I have invited you in the first
place if I thought of you as a problem? You’re my friend, and you’re always welcomed here.”

“Seb.”

“I am not going to let you go anywhere in these conditions! I don’t care if you like it or not! And if
you still intend on leaving, then it’ll be on my dead body. Do you get it, Kimi-Matias Räikkönen?”
Sebastian deadpanned, before crossing his arms across his chest and started glaring daggers in the
older man’s direction.

“Sebastian.” Kimi tried, but the other man cut him off.

The younger man had taken an oath that he wouldn’t let his friend present his side of the argument,
and God knows how much strength Kimi had to use to hold himself back from making Sebastian
shut up by any means.

“Don’t Sebastian me.”

“It’s your name!”

“I don’t care! You’re not going anywhere!” The younger man tried to hold himself back from
yelling at his friend, and more importantly, from throwing himself over Kimi tightly and clutching
onto him for dear life as a last attempt to keep him from leaving.

“Okay.”

“No-wait, what?”

“I said okay. I’ll stay here!”

“So you’re gonna stay here, at my house?” Sebastian asked again, just to make sure his ears hadn’t
been ringing after the response he got.

“That’s what you were suggesting, no?”

Without wasting a minute, Sebastian wrapped his small arms around Kimi’s broad frame and
before he could’ve taken the time to consider his words at all that followed, he leaked out the
secret he dreaded the most from his untamed mouth.
“I love you.” The German blurted out all of a sudden, and he could feel his own body going as rigid
as a stone in Kimi’s warm embrace. He didn’t have it in him to pull back, just to see a disgusted
expression on the other man’s face, but quickly he gathered the pieces of his thoughts, and thought
of something to make it sound casual.

Kimi remained emotionless as usual, and Seb took the opportunity to not make the situation
awkward by adding the ‘f’ word, even though he didn’t regret his bluntness at all.

“You’re the bestest friend ever!” Kimi relaxed into the hug after the innocent statement, but after a
couple of seconds he had to pull away as a series of sneezes followed after, making the younger
man chuckle.

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Only a day passed by, and Kimi already regretted the decision to stay at his friend’s penthouse as
Sebastian’s book of crazy ideas to do when bored was out on full display, and the older man
couldn’t escape it even if he wanted to.

Although Kimi despised cakes, he had been fully aware of his friend’s undying love for that
particular piece of confectionery and volunteered (Sebastian threatened to cry like a baby if Kimi
refused) to help him with decorating the red velvet cake Sebastian just baked freshly at home.

The task was to put the white vanilla frosting on the cake and layer it up until it looked like the one
in the picture opened on the browser on Kimi’s laptop (because Seb had no idea where he threw his
own), and then refrigerate it for four hours later.

Kimi’s concentration had been totally on layering the cake to perfection, until Sebastian made a
makeshift catapult out of the plastic spoon in his hands and shot a crazy amount of frosting on the
older man’s face. The Finn froze in his spot, and the young German burst out laughing into a fit of
giggles. He felt bad for interrupting Kimi’s stance full of focus, but he couldn’t help the little voice
in the back of his head telling him to commit the mischievous shenanigans all while he could, and
he went along with it.

They both started to chase after each other when Seb threw the frosting on Kimi’s face, and Kimi
wasn’t going to let it go so easily. To escape Kimi, Seb climbed onto the kitchen island but that
turned out to be a huge mistake as he ended up placing a foot on the bag of flour, which made him
slide on the countertop unguarded, knocking out all the bowls kept there in the process. The older
man immediately tried to help the German by catching him by his arms, but Sebastian hugged
Kimi with full force and that’s how Kimi landed up on the kitchen floor on top of his best friend,
straddling the younger one with all the strength in his body to pin him down, as he flashed him a
cocky smile.

“Karma, Seb.” Kimi said, as Sebastian kept on making failed attempts to free himself from the
other man’s tight grip, and Kimi’s weight was crushing Sebastian’s petite body as he kept on
twisting and turning himself in the hopes of finding an escape.

“Aww, little Sebby is stuck now.” Kimi laughed directly into the younger man’s face, but what
was about to follow next, was the last thing the Finn had expected.

Sebastian noticed how laid back the blond man looked, and decided to make the best out of that
opportunity as he instinctively wrapped his legs around Kimi’s waist, which caught the older man
off guard as he flipped their positions before pinning Kimi’s hands above his head, and now was
hovering above his face with a sly grin.

Sebastian’s eyes fell on the leftover frosting still smeared on the tip of Kimi’s nose, and without
thinking much, or at all for that matter, he dipped his head down and licked it off with his tongue,
savoring the sweet taste of vanilla as well as the sensation of Kimi shuddering beneath him like a
caged animal as a result of what he just did.

The older man’s reaction to the touch and the situation stirred an excitement so strong and urgent
in the pit of Sebastian’s stomach, that his mind went haywire. It also gave filled him with a bizarre
sense of confidence, and all of a sudden, he found himself being daring enough to know how the
thrill of breaking boundaries with the older man would feel like. Kimi’s icy-blue eyes were not
tearing away from the German’s deep blue orbs, and none of them seemed to put a stop to the little
voice in the back of their head, that kept on telling them to back off as soon as possible before they
ended up doing something that they both had been very well aware of being forbidden and
dangerous.

But Sebastian was Sebastian. He always wanted to go further, dwell deeper and wouldn’t stop until
he was face to face with the forbidden or the unattainable. The lust in him to explore more always
got the best in him, and truth be told, the mystery in front of him which was famous by the name of
Kimi Räikkönen, would always haunt his dreams more or less, regardless of whether he chose to go
further, or not.

Slowly, one of Sebastian’s hands reached out to grab the bowl full of vanilla frosting lying on the
floor, and he dipped his fingers in it, his eyes never leaving the Finn’s, as he painted Kimi’s perfect
lips with the thick white icing in a painfully slow but dirty manner. He had never witnessed
something so sensual, obscene and explicit before like the scene unfurling beneath him, as if it all
had been reserved for him and him alone. Kimi’s mouth parted naturally, being completely
responsive to the sensation of the finger’s tracing his lips, as he let out a small whimper, while his
eyes were half-closed, and all of that set Sebastian’s mind in overdrive, and body on fire.

The way Kimi responded the touch when the younger man’s fingers made contact with his lips was
the cue for Sebastian to proceed further with his actions, so he instantly placed his fingers still
covered in the frosting under Kimi’s chin firmly, and lifted his head up to a better angle, making
the other man let out a small whine, as he leaned in to lick and wipe everything off from Kimi’s
mouth, before locking both of their lips together in a dance of teeth and tongue. The kiss was deep,
full of desire and feelings which have been kept hidden for so long that the both of them had been
sure they’d take it as a secret to their grave. Sebastian is taking the lead by demanding entrance to
the older man’s mouth and he lets him, humming in approval as Sebastian’s tongue dives deeper
inside to lick the roof of Kimi’s mouth, and both of them can feel themselves, as well as each other
melting into the divine touch. Kimi feels drunk on the way Sebastian’s hands start to roam all of
his chest in a carnal manner, and his own hands settle on the younger man’s waist, pulling him
impossibly closer.

The older man kissed back almost immediately in a hungry fashion, making some wonderful
sounds that sent waves of pleasure straight to Sebastian’s groin, and as his libido started taking
over him, the curly haired man started to rock his hips back and forth without any warning. Kimi
didn’t recall being more turned on in his entire life ever before, and the idea of taking a step back
from all of this went flying out of the window the very moment he found his own middle getting as
hard as a rock as a result of Sebastian’s wild way of grinding over him.

The younger man interlaced their fingers together while his other hand grabbed a fistful of Kimi’s
soft blond hair for purchase, but their unbridled adventure was cut short when Kimi abruptly
pushed Sebastian’s body off him, before he stood up on his feet, glanced at the other man with a
look of horror on his face as if he had done something he had always dreaded, and stumbled across
the hallway as he ran to his room.

“Kimi?” Sebastian called out but heard no response except for the loud thud that came out after the
room to the guest room Kimi had been staying in, slammed shut.

“Fuck.”

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Even though Kimi was known to have an ice cold persona in general, he was human inside, and
just like any other human, he had his personal share of insecurities. He always had a habit of self-
depreciation and lacked a bit of self worth, while the young Red Bull driver who he befriended a
couple of years ago had been nothing but full of self-confidence and determination.

Kimi hated how easily Sebastian cracked his old, massive walls that he took so many years to build
around him just by a simple ‘Hello’ along with a smile, how easily Seb became the sun to Kimi’s
cold, distant and lifeless world, how easily Seb was the only thought that seemed to distract Kimi
as well as to keep him up for a countless number of nights. Sebastian Vettel crashed into Kimi’s
life without any warnings, and Kimi’s life had never been better since. The man who rarely ever
took off his sunglasses in public, started to look for opportunities to walk in the paddock along with
the young charismatic rookie of the opponent team, and the smiles that tagged along were visible
to the whole world like a naked truth.

The Finn was falling faster and harder, but it was when Sebastian and him shared a podium for the
first time he realized he was totally gone for the other man. The deep blue eyes half mast with
some sort of desire, the plump lips full of invitation, and the incoherent slurring that had been a
result of too much champagne in the younger man’s system mixed with adrenaline pumping
through his veins as he kept in bathing Kimi in the liquor, made the older man want to grab him by
the collar of his race suit in front of the whole world, and kiss him senseless right there on the
podium.

But then there were the girlfriends, as well as the boyfriends who partnered up with Sebastian from
time to time, and there was one thing they all had in common- confidence. The German took pride
in surrounding himself with those who were aware of their value, but that’s where Kimi lost the
battle.

Kimi had always been timid when it came to his own looks. He was of average height, pale skin
and a gray pair of eyes, with a body type that anyone would find appealing, but Kimi himself never
did. He despised the way he looked, and never thought of himself as an object of desire. Hence,
when Sebastian kissed him with so much enthusiasm back in the kitchen just a few hours ago,
Kimi felt as if he was in a dream, so he ran away.

All of that had been the reason why he had been staring at his own reflection of shirtless chest, and
wild hair in the mirror for the past thirty minutes without a single thought passing through his
head. He always thought of himself as a ghost walking among men, so finally when he got noticed
by the very man he wanted, he was having a hard time fighting the voice in his head.
Suddenly, the Finn heard the sound of the doorknob of his room turning, and he turned around to
find his friend making his way inside the room. Kimi instantly started to regret his decision of not
locking the door from inside.

“Kimi.” Sebastian, who was standing right opposite to the same mirror Kimi had been looking at,
stood right behind the older man with a calm expression, and Kimi didn’t respond as his attention
now shifted from his own frame to Sebastian’s babyface.

तुझ संग बैर लगाया ऐसा

तुझ संग बैर लगाया ऐसा

(Tujh sang bair lagaya aisa)

(Tujh sang bair lagaya aisa)

रहा ना म फर अपने जैसा

हो, रहा ना म फर अपने जैसा

(Raha na main phir apne jaisa)

(Ho raha na main phir apne jaisa)

“Kimi. Look at me.” Sebastian tried once again, but when the other man didn’t reply, he grabbed
him by his wrist and turned him around so they could be face to face.

“Why?” The Finn blurted out, unable to prevent his mouth from making the situation worse.

“Why what?” The young world champion asked back innocently, as first took off his own shirt in
order to make Kimi feel safe, then slowly wrapped his smaller hands around both of Kimi’s wrists
once again, and placed them firmly on his own hips, as he shifted closer to take a better look at the
handsome blond man who wasn’t aware of his beauty, all while being awfully conscious of Kimi’s
hungry gaze savoring the view of his bare chest.

Sebastian’s hands started trailing from Kimi’s biceps and finally rested over the broad expanse of
his shoulders, as the older man sucked in a breath before opening his mouth to say something.
“Why do- would you want me, Seb.?”

“Oh Kimi. How could I ever not want you?” Sebastian started.

“Your lips, they’re so perfect that I literally have to physically hold myself from reaching out and
doing this.” He traced Kimi’s lips with his index finger, while his other hand started to play with
the soft hair at the back of Kimi’s neck firmly, earning a whimper from him. “Your eyes have the
most gorgeous shades of blue, gray and green I’ve ever seen, and I'd drown in them if you ever
gave me a chance to.” He moved his fingers over Kimi’s closed eyelids in a swift motion, taking in
the feeling of how smooth the other man’s skin actually was. “Your nose- it’s so perfect that you
remind me of a renaissance statue. So well sculpted, and just- perfect.” His fingers slid through the
bridge of Kimi’s pointy nose, and Kimi’s breathing quickened in no time. “How are you even real,
Kimi?”

मेरा नाम इ क़, तेरा नाम इ क़

मेरा नाम इ क़, तेरा नाम इ क़

(Mera naam ishq, Tera naam ishq)

(Mera naam ishq, Tera naam ishq)

मेरा नाम इ क़, तेरा नाम इ क़

मेरा नाम, तेरा नाम, मेरा नाम इ क़

(Mera naam ishq, Tera naam ishq)

(Mera naam, Tera naam, Mera naam ishq)

Kimi did not reply, and simply stood there, completely frozen in his spot while the other man kept
on admiring his body and voice, as if it was a divine worshiping ritual of some sorts, where Seb’s
devout praises about Kimi’s existence started to make the older man feel like a God among men
slowly.

“Your body, it’s like a miracle Kimi. I love how warm and nice it feels under me, how your nipples
just perked up by just the sound of my voice.” Sebastian’s eyes were closed, but he kept on talking
as one of his hands kept on roaming all around Kimi’s stark-naked chest, while the other pinched
one of Kimi’s cherry red nipples, making the other man shiver and moan with oversensitivity. “The
effect you have always had on me has been driving me insane for so long. Back in the kitchen, you
turned me on by just a small moan, and the way your body is reacting to my touch- God, we are
made for each other Kimi. You and I, we belong together.” The German slowly steadied himself
on the older man’s feet and stood up on his tiptoes before he started nibbling on his right earlobe,
his mouth and voice working at the same time, making Kimi as hard as a rock.

“I feel like I’m losing all of myself in you, Kimi. Your smile, your eyes, your touch- everything is
imprinted on my heart as if it was meant to be from the start. I am anything but me when I’m with
you, Kimi. You’ve given a meaning to my existence. How could I ever not want you?” Sebastian
kept on mumbling while his lips attacked Kimi’s neck, making him whine and shudder, and none
of them wanted to take a step back now that they had finally crossed the line.

“I want to be yours and yours only. I have, ever since you shook my hand for the first time, wanted
to hold your hand every time I walked down in public, so the whole world could see how lucky I
am, to get to call you mine.” Sebastian intertwined the fingers of his left hand with Kimi’s and
placed his lips firmly on the back of his hand, as if Kimi would break if he applied even a bit of
force.

“I wanted to know how your hair would feel if I got the chance to touch them. I wanted to kiss your
bare chest every time you’d take off your overalls and would be covered in sweat after the race.”
Kimi inhaled sharply and threw his head back when the younger man kneeled down in front of him
as he started leaving trails of soft kisses all over Kimi’s chest. It was slow, hot and sexy in every
way possible, nobody Kimi had spent his body on came close to how Seb so easily made him
squirm and aroused. Slowly, Kimi buried his hand into Sebastian’s golden, luscious curls as he
kept on going down on him, and Kimi decided he entered heaven the very moment Sebastian left
an open-mouthed kiss on the tent in his pants.

अपना नाम बदल ँ , या तेरा नाम छु पा लूँ

(Apna naam badal doon, Ya tera naam chupa loon?)

या छोड़ के सारी आग म बैराग उठा लूँ

(Ya chod ke saari aag mai bariaag utha loon?)

“I wanted you to kiss and bite me every time we’d get drunk together, to have me marked as yours
and yours alone. I stopped finding anyone and everyone attractive who wasn’t you, Kimi. Your
voice is like honey to my ears, and I’d erase every other sound in this world if I could, if that meant
I could hear you in absolute peace.” Sebastian unzipped Kimi’s pants in a quick fashion, and in no
time, also gracefully hooks his fingers around the tight waistband of his black boxers before
pulling them down, as if he had been designed to do this for Kimi. As if he was made to love and
be loved by Kimi. Meanwhile, Kimi let out a strangled noise that was somewhere between a filthy
moan and a request for Sebastian to not make him wait any longer, and the younger man
understood him wordlessly as tore away his gaze from the throbbing, rock hard erection and took
him inside his mouth in the first go.

The warmth of Sebastian’s mouth on his cock sends chills through Kimi’s spine as his hips
automatically buck up responsively to the touch. Yes, he has been with a lot of men and women
before, but nothing ever came close to how Sebastian made him feel, how he worshiped every inch
of his body as if Kimi was something divine. No one before made him feel this way- so desirable
and so important, and Kimi decided that he’d let the younger man do anything and everything he
wanted to, with him. Sebastian seemed to be on a mission to devour Kimi as set a beautiful rhythm
with his mouth, taking in the older man’s full length to the base when his lips moved up and down,
his head bobbing deliciously, and he absolutely does not care about the mess his own dick is
threatening to make in his pants, while the spit collecting inside his mouth begins to make its way
out and over his lips. Kimi’s knees feel like they’re about to give up anytime from the
overwhelming arousal when he looks down to notice some beads of his pre-come dripping from his
cock and onto Sebastian’s lips,, and even though he hated to do it, he had to make Sebastian stop
by clutching onto his hair a little harder before he came all over inside the other man’s mouth.

“Seb, fuck…..you’ve got to s-stop….” Kimi pants, and Sebastian obeys, as he finally lets go of
Kimi’s cock and lets himself get pulled by his hair up so he’s standing face to face with the most
beautiful expressions he’d ever seen. Kimi’s eyes are half-lidded and glassy with pleasure, his jaw
slacked and dry, while on the contrary, his skin is flushed and his lips look soft and kissable. He
looks like a dream, exactly how Sebastian pictures he’d look after he’d suck him off in his private,
late night fantasies.

बस एक रहे मेरा काम इ क़

(Bas ek rahe mera kaam ishq)

मेरा काम इ क़, मेरा काम इ क़

(Mera kaam ishq, Mera kaam ishq)

मेरा नाम इ क़, तेरा नाम इ क़

मेरा नाम, तेरा नाम, मेरा नाम इ क़

(Mera naam, Tera naam, Mera naam ishq)

“Do you get it now, Kimi? Do you realize how long you’ve been killing me for-” The German
doesn’t get to finish his sentence, as Kimi slots their lips together again, for a deep kiss, tasting
himself on Seb’s wet lips, which was even more enthralling and dirtier than the one they both had
shared back in the kitchen, and Sebastian could sense some amount of confidence kicking into
Kimi’s head as Kimi has made himself the in charge of the whole situation all of a sudden. The
Finn’s hands started traveling on the younger man’s back and they stopped to cup Sebastian’s
asscheeks with a jerk, earning a loud moan from the curly haired man as Kimi kept on massaging
the soft butt perfectly, not breaking away the kiss.

All of a sudden, Kimi spins the both of them around together and surprises Sebastian by throwing
him onto the bed with no warning at all. Kimi’s eyes were drinking in the beautiful sight of the
man sprawled over the bed for him, like a feast with his baby pink skin as red as his own Ferrari,
and the unmistakably desperate bulge growing in his pants, begging to be taken care of.

“Take these off.” Kimi tugged at the boring pair of khakis Sebastian had been wearing, and the
Red Bull driver was more than happy to obey the orders, and he finally managed to slid the pants
off his legs with a little bit of help from the other man as well, who pulled down the white pair of
boxers, freeing his throbbing cock in a matter of seconds, and tossed them somewhere on the
floor.

In an instant, the Finn climbed onto the bed, eyes still fixed on the other man who was letting out
ragged breaths, as Kimi settled himself in the space between Sebastian’s parted thighs, like a lion
making its way to its prey, and the younger man let out a broken moan when their lengths touched.
Sebastian wrapped his legs around Kimi’s hips naturally, exactly like how he did a few hours ago
in the kitchen, but this time, he knew better than to try and switch their positions around. Kimi
seemed to have an ego boost from the blowjob Sebastian had just given to him, and the predatory
look in his grayish-blue was scaring and enticing the young German at the same time.

“Make me as yours, Kimi. Mark me as all yours and yours alone. You’ve ruined every other man
and woman out there for me. You’re everything I ever wanted. You have no idea how crazy you’ve
got me for you- nnghhhh fuck, bitte…Kimi…” Sebastian felt like all his knowledge of languages
washed away from his brain the very moment the older man’s cold, trembling lips met his neck,
and Kimi began to leave a trail of deep dark bruises on the younger man’s pale skin without any
mercy, while Sebastian kept on making unintelligible noises, and at the same time, their hips
started to grind against each other’s, that left Sebastian breathless as he arched his back like a cat
on the bed, unable to control the effect the older man was having on his body.
Kimi’s left hand started to travel down on Sebastian’s flushed chest slowly, and stopped when it
made contact with a nipple. Kimi pinched it softly, earning a cry of pleasure from the man beneath
him, and to make the torture last long, he started rolling it between two of his fingers, his moans
vibrating against the skin of Sebastian’s ear. The younger man’s body was awfully responsive to
everything Kimi was doing to him, and Kimi could feel how bad Sebastian had wanted him-
probably far more worse than Kimi ever wanted him. In his brain, now all the soft looks, happy
smiles, lasting touches and lame jokes made sense- Sebastian always was gone for him from the
start, but Kimi himself was in shit too deep to have ever acknowledged that at all.

The sun had settled down, snow was still falling outside just like it started- not a difference in the
slightest, and the husky tone of the atmosphere outside the penthouse was a breathtaking view, but
it couldn’t beat the scene laid in front of Kimi’s eyes so openly, only for him, just for him. The dim
lighting of the cozy room was complimenting well with the beige of the walls, and with Sebastian,
withering beneath Kimi’s body weight, who has now become a quivering mess as the older man
keeps on torturing him with sweet pleasure slowly, is the center of the attention. Their hot, flushed
skins are a contrast to the stark white bed sheets, rustling as both of their bodies move together in
sync, like a dance- Sebastian’s hands holding onto Kimi’s neck and shoulders, Kimi’s tongue
plastering small kisses and bites all over Sebastian’s bare chest, Sebastian’s slim legs wrapped
around Kimi’s strong hips, Kimi’s mouth making Sebastian’s stomach do summersaults as he licks
his v-line all the way down to his inner thigh, both of their hard erections grinding with a rhythm
insane enough that Sebastian could already feel his fragile soul liberating off from his body and
mixing with Kimi’s when the other man brings his face close to his groin, before he starts to suck
him off from the head and right to the base with an urgent pace, cheeks hollow as his mouth
moves forward and backwards up the younger man’s length, and it’s not long before Sebastian
feels himself get dangerously closer to the edge. Kimi doesn’t stop even though he can already feel
some pre-cum leaking into his mouth, and he’s drunk on the way he gets Sebastian so high, when
they haven’t even started at all.

“Oh..K-Kimi… Kimi… bitte..” Sebastian manages to mouth between his heavy pants, eyes half-
lidded, and swollen lips parted, begging his lover to not torment him more, and do something-
anything before the dam of his patience falls down.

“Tell me, Sebby…tell me what you want.” Kimi whispers into the other man’s ear, before being
pulled into a chaste kiss because Sebastian had always wanted to do this with Kimi- to taste himself
on the lips of the man his heart had always ached for, and he can’t wait for Kimi to enter him, to
make him feel full and satisfied, to wreck him into two parts and put him back together after, to
brand him as his for as long as the universe doesn’t cease to exist, to spill his load inside him while
he has Seb securely wrapped between his strong arms, cradling his neck as he spoils him with the
soft touch of his lips.

ये काली रात जकड़ लूँ, ये ठं डा चाँद पकड़ लूँ

ओ, ये काली रात जकड़ लूँ, ये ठं डा चाँद पकड़ लूँ

(Ye kaali raat jakad loon? Ye thanda chaand pakad loon?)

दन-रात के बैरी भेद का, ख़ मोड़ के म रख ँ

(Din-raat ke bairi bhed ka, rukh mod ke main rakh doon?)

“Just…j-just fuck me Kimi. F-fuck me until all I re-remember is…your name…bitte..” The
German whines, and Kimi’s dick has never been this excited just by the sound of someone’s
neediness before. He drags one finger over the entrance of Sebastian’s hole, and the younger man
starts mewing a series of curses in every language he can speak as the finger enters inside.
Sebastian is squirming uncontrollably around just one finger, and his hips naturally buck up when
another finger joins in, and he lets out a loud filthy moan as Kimi works him open by scissoring his
fingers inside his hole.

“M-More…c-can take m-more…”

That statement brings a smirk on Kimi’s lips, as he obeys the younger man’s request and inserts
one more finger inside. Sebastian could feel his whole body shaking and never in his life he’s been
this sure of something before. He’s wanted Kimi for so long, and every inch of his body is making
that visible for the older man to see- to encourage him to go to the extremities of madness and
pleasure. Kimi’s own body is learning Sebastian’s in every way possible, and he’s overwhelmed
with the want to make love exactly this way to the other man every time they get in bed together
again.

When he decides that the boy is loose enough for him, the Finnish man pulls his fingers out,
positions himself right between Sebastian’s parted meaty thighs, and slowly begins to slot his
length inside his warm hole, burying him as far as he could while the younger man clenches
around his cock, unable to hold himself from shivering at the contact that makes him feel like he’s
going to be torn apart any moment, so Kimi does that for him by grabbing his shoulders, before
leaning down to bury his nose in the crook of Sebastian’s neck. He starts moving his hips slowly at
first, and when Sebastian signals him to go faster by digging his nails deeper into his biceps, he
quickens the pace of his thrusts, hitting all the right buttons and spots for Sebastian at the same
time with all the force. Kimi just can’t get enough of how much Sebastian is enjoying it- enjoying
him - and he’s never been this much in love before.
Sebastian looks like he has entered heaven, and he wants to give into the desire of losing all of him
in the moment.

With every thrust his prostate is hit with, Sebastian can feel his orgasm ready to rip right through
him any minute, and his arches upwards every time Kimi adjusts himself inside of him. He was
giving him right just what he had needed for what feels like an eternity, and when the other man
mumbles into his neck that he’s close, Sebastian starts preparing himself mentally for the sensation
of Kimi emptying his load inside of him, while he himself could feel his hard cock leaking already.

But no amount of preparation could brew him up for the pleasure that washes over him when they
both reach the climax together. Kimi starts leaving trails of wet kisses and bites all over his lover’s
jawline, as he finally releases himself inside of him, and Sebastian is quick to find Kimi’s hand and
interlace their fingers together.

“That was…oh my god Seb…that was amazing! You- you felt so good, kulta. You felt so good.”
Kimi confesses between his kisses, “I never thought you wanted me this much.”

“You have no idea, Kimi. You have no idea.” Sebastian whispers with a smile, as he takes a
handful of Kimi’s soft blond hair into his hand and tips his head back, so they can gaze into each
other’s eyes, which is not long because both are terribly exhausted after everything they’ve done
with each other, finally, after wasting so many years dancing around each other like fools.

They both sleep like that, caught in each other’s embrace, none of them ready to let go, and this is
the first time Kimi has slept with a content smile dancing on his lips.

________________________________________________________________

The Finn stirs in his sleep, and his hand automatically reaches out to find Sebastian’s hand so he
could pull him close, as if it’s a thing he does on a daily basis, but his mind goes on high alert when
he registers that the other side of the bed is empty, and it’s cold as well, signaling that it was
abandoned a long time ago. Kimi’s eyes flutter wide open without wasting a second, and he a
disconcerting feeling settles inside his chest as his head screams out, telling him how much of a
clown he had been last night for believing everything Sebastian told him- feeling betrayed in the
worst way possible upon realizing that he woke up alone in the room.
But his heart retaliates. His heart tells him that every word Sebastian confessed to him the previous
night, was true to its core, and for the first time in his life, the voice of his heart seems to be louder
than that of his head, and for the first time in his life- he wants to listen to his heart.

So, he grabs the same pair of pants he was wearing the other day from the floor, and puts them on
hurriedly, before running downstairs in a frantic manner.

And the voice in his head stops shouting completely when he reaches the kitchen, and his heart
starts beating rapidly at what he finds there, while he feels as if he suddenly forgot how to perform
the simple process of breathing.

Sebastian looks freshened up, and he’s wearing Kimi’s shirt, the same one he was wearing
yesterday. It looks a size too big on the boy, loosely hanging from the shoulders, and he looks like
he’s cooking something, but Kimi couldn’t care less about whatever he’s doing there, as he
practically jumps from the stairs, lurches forward in the younger man’s direction, and engulfs him
into a tight embrace, squeezing the life out of him.

“Kimi! You scared me!” The German huffed out, before he began to giggle as Kimi started to
smother his neck with kisses from the back.

“Just returning the favor back.”

Sebastian doesn’t understand what his lover meant by that statement, and he isn’t given the time to
do so either, as the older man grabs him by, turns him around, lifts him up and places him on the
kitchen island, as if Sebastian weighs nothing to him.

The Red Bull driver gasped audibly at Kimi’s eagerness, when the other man parts Sebastian’s legs
enough so he has the gap to stand in between them, and kisses him deeply. Kimi grunts, irritated
when the younger man pulls away, and chuckles back at his unpleasant reaction.

“I need to cook pancakes, Kimi. I’m hungry. Aren’t you?” Sebastian asks, his hands resting on
each side of Kimi’s face, and he’s in awe of how sweet the older man looked.

“No.”
 “Why?”

“Because I have my breakfast served right in front of me.” Kimi replies, before pulling Sebastian in
for a kiss again, and this time, the other doesn’t retaliate, kissing him back hungrily. The blush on
Sebastian’s face doesn’t go unnoticed by Kimi, and this time he’s the one who giggles between
kisses, making Sebastian’s heart plummet, along with his own.

ये लाल इ क़, ये मलाल इ क़

(Ye laal ishq, Ye malaal ishq)

ये ऐब इ क़, ये बैर इ क़

(Ye aib ishq, Ye bair ishq)

ये लाल इ क़, ये मलाल इ क़

(Ye laal ishq, Ye malaal ishq)

ये ऐब इ क़, ये बैर इ क़

(Ye aib ishq, Ye bair ishq)

Fin.

End Notes

I took long to finish this, but it was my first attempt at writing smut, and I hope I didn't do
too bad.

The song I used is one of my favorite Hindi songs of all times, and here's a link to the
English translation to it- Laal Ishq

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-Erik
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